In the Northern Sonora town of Caborca, on April 7, 1857, Henry Alexander
Crabb stood with his hands tied above his head to a post in front of
him, his back turned to a firing squad. Moments later some 100 bullets
riddled his body, then he was beheaded.
Next week there's a festival in Caborca celebrating his execution. If you google this guy, he was part of an effort to claim more of Mexico for the United States. It was happening alot back then, ans after losing most of what is now California and most of Texas, well maybe the Mexicans were sick of the gringos trying to take their land eh? Anyway there's a rodeo and bbq, dancing and costumes. Don't know if we will be able to go, but it sounds like fun.
Today, Easter Sunday was pretty quiet. All the altars I saw along the street on Friday were gone; but I'm not sure if they were up yesterday or not. Still alot of traffic, and Everardo said the beaches were still pretty crowded, but when I went out to the store in search of a bunny for my hunny, I saw the parking lot at the bus station was completely packed- never saw more than a couple of cars there before. Probly alot of people heading out, but more to arrive tomorrow since the kids are out of school for 2 weeks here, so families are coming both weeks, or just one or the other.
Yes my Easter plan was a bit late, but better late than never. Everardo was out of here this morning as I was getting out of the shower so I knew I had time. I searched the wallmart like store for any kind of Easter stuff, but they don't do Easter Bunny and/or colored eggs here. BUt I went to the baby and toddler section and found a very nice stuffed bunny, all floppy, pink with green, yellow and blue flowers all over him. I snatched him up, grabbed a curly ribbon and some m&m's...oh yeah and some eggs and rushed home to boil and color them. Oh yeah no egg coloring kits in Mexico ha ha. But- my dry erase highlighter pens I use for my students- well they are orange and green and red, yellow, blue...so after I put the eggs in the fridge for an hour, I colored them with the pens. I only did 8, cause how many hard boiled eggs can we eat, right? Actually I like to smush them up with mayo and a tiny bit of mustard to be egg salad and eat it on bread, usually adding either a slice of cheese or a layer of potato chips. Yumm. But no chocolate bunnys, and no chocolate eggs that have carmel inside. Oh I crave carmel. There is no carmel in Mexico. Well not in Guerrero and not in Sonora...the closest you can get is a Milky Way bar.
Funny the things you can't get. Carmel, sharp cheddar, wide egg noodles, any kind of sauce for pasta besides something tomato-y. Once in a while some store will have like 3 jars of some kind of sauce, usually cheese, and NEVER pesto. The pasta is a weird one, there's shelves of rice and beans, and spaghetti noodles, and the little shells, but no wavy noodles for just pasta. My friend Pam is coming back from visiting her daughter in Colorado and has promised to try to remember to get me some noodles...
It's a little after 8pm and we have the window open- yippee cause Poppi put a screen up; it's a narrow space, but fresh air without flies during the day or mosquitos at nite...but the smell of jasmine is wafting in. It smells so wonderful. And it's coming from the tree right outside! I googled it (of course) and can find no reference to a jasmine "tree"...but those tiny white flowers are growing out of the tree. I love the fragrance so much. At my other houses we always had the vines growing and this time of year when it blooms, the air is just filled with sweetness, it makes me think of spring, of green, and that life is good. I got to talk to both daughters this weekend, and Everardo came home early today...and he has tomorrow off. Yippe
This week coming up is property tax, and taxes...got to figure out how to sign from here; but they MUST have the option of electronic signature- guess I'll find out tomorrow. Oh...and rent....
Next week there's a festival in Caborca celebrating his execution. If you google this guy, he was part of an effort to claim more of Mexico for the United States. It was happening alot back then, ans after losing most of what is now California and most of Texas, well maybe the Mexicans were sick of the gringos trying to take their land eh? Anyway there's a rodeo and bbq, dancing and costumes. Don't know if we will be able to go, but it sounds like fun.
Today, Easter Sunday was pretty quiet. All the altars I saw along the street on Friday were gone; but I'm not sure if they were up yesterday or not. Still alot of traffic, and Everardo said the beaches were still pretty crowded, but when I went out to the store in search of a bunny for my hunny, I saw the parking lot at the bus station was completely packed- never saw more than a couple of cars there before. Probly alot of people heading out, but more to arrive tomorrow since the kids are out of school for 2 weeks here, so families are coming both weeks, or just one or the other.
Yes my Easter plan was a bit late, but better late than never. Everardo was out of here this morning as I was getting out of the shower so I knew I had time. I searched the wallmart like store for any kind of Easter stuff, but they don't do Easter Bunny and/or colored eggs here. BUt I went to the baby and toddler section and found a very nice stuffed bunny, all floppy, pink with green, yellow and blue flowers all over him. I snatched him up, grabbed a curly ribbon and some m&m's...oh yeah and some eggs and rushed home to boil and color them. Oh yeah no egg coloring kits in Mexico ha ha. But- my dry erase highlighter pens I use for my students- well they are orange and green and red, yellow, blue...so after I put the eggs in the fridge for an hour, I colored them with the pens. I only did 8, cause how many hard boiled eggs can we eat, right? Actually I like to smush them up with mayo and a tiny bit of mustard to be egg salad and eat it on bread, usually adding either a slice of cheese or a layer of potato chips. Yumm. But no chocolate bunnys, and no chocolate eggs that have carmel inside. Oh I crave carmel. There is no carmel in Mexico. Well not in Guerrero and not in Sonora...the closest you can get is a Milky Way bar.
Funny the things you can't get. Carmel, sharp cheddar, wide egg noodles, any kind of sauce for pasta besides something tomato-y. Once in a while some store will have like 3 jars of some kind of sauce, usually cheese, and NEVER pesto. The pasta is a weird one, there's shelves of rice and beans, and spaghetti noodles, and the little shells, but no wavy noodles for just pasta. My friend Pam is coming back from visiting her daughter in Colorado and has promised to try to remember to get me some noodles...
It's a little after 8pm and we have the window open- yippee cause Poppi put a screen up; it's a narrow space, but fresh air without flies during the day or mosquitos at nite...but the smell of jasmine is wafting in. It smells so wonderful. And it's coming from the tree right outside! I googled it (of course) and can find no reference to a jasmine "tree"...but those tiny white flowers are growing out of the tree. I love the fragrance so much. At my other houses we always had the vines growing and this time of year when it blooms, the air is just filled with sweetness, it makes me think of spring, of green, and that life is good. I got to talk to both daughters this weekend, and Everardo came home early today...and he has tomorrow off. Yippe
This week coming up is property tax, and taxes...got to figure out how to sign from here; but they MUST have the option of electronic signature- guess I'll find out tomorrow. Oh...and rent....
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